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Clear Sailing


Standing at the helm of my time worn vessel,
I tightly grasp the wheel and steer quickly
toward the picturesque horizon.
A warm, gentle gust of my future
softly blows the hair off my flushed cheek.
I unknowingly lean forward,
subconsciously attempting to more quickly
reach my goal.
Infinite beauty captures my dazzled eyes
and holds me captive by it's intoxicating charm.
Looking aft, a churning wake of darkness
and released pain
moves decisively into the distance,
becoming a negligible spot of gray,
barely detected by the naked eye.
I slice through time at an alarming pace
in my quest toward the most glorious horizon
ever painted by God,
and slowly fill my lungs with
a penetrating breath of hope,
allowing it time to make its mighty imprint
on my soul.
With the ultimate determination,
I accelerate to the fullest,
wondering if I shall ever arrive
at my utopia.
Suddenly, a soft, barely audible voice
whispers in my ear
"Slow down, enjoy the ride,
you're already there."

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